Xiao Zhixing, female, a general from the late apocalyptic era in Huaxia, over 200 years old, has traveled through multiple planes to hunt down a certain system that has committed heinous crimes.
"Princess, Xiao Long's vanguard has surrounded the palace and is preparing to launch a probing attack. The palace is adorned with a military flag bearing the character 'Huo,' indicating that His Majesty has appointed General Huo to lead the campaign."
Xiao Yun and Luo Zhengnan returned after gathering information.
Everyone lay prone in the grass on the mountain, their bodies covered with various green plants for camouflage.
"When the enemy attacks the city, we will harass them. The outcome is not important; what is important is to distract them."
Xiao Zhixing squinted and gazed into the distance.
He kept saying the results weren't important, but he was actually thinking about how to get more kills.
She glanced at the black tiger lying motionless in the grass.
Well, this weapon can't be used now, but it can be used to defeat an army in a critical moment.
Seeing the northern barbarians patrolling around, they said, "Let's go, let's clear out the outer perimeter first, loot everything, their things are all useful, it's good to use war to sustain war."
They had little food and no supplies, so naturally they had no choice but to rob like the northern barbarians.
Everyone was eager to try, and Xiao Zhixing kept teaching them special operations methods.
He had just personally demonstrated his skills, silently slitting the throats of more than a dozen enemies in the woods.
The soldiers were thrilled and couldn't wait to try it out for themselves.
The group sneaked over unnoticed, killed some enemies on the perimeter, and stripped themselves down to their underwear.
He threw the bodies into the jungle, quickly changed into the clothes of the northern barbarians, and took their place to continue patrolling and standing guard.
Xiao Zhixing had already sneaked into the tent, found a corner to hide in, and was waiting for his chance.
Woohoo—
The northern barbarians sounded the horn of attack, and the enemy, like a surging tide, rushed towards the front wall of the palace.
They came prepared, and facing the archers on the city wall, they charged forward recklessly, pushing the ladder forward. As one fell, another took his place, and soon the ladder was placed on the city wall.
The city walls on this side of the palace were not built to defend against enemies; they are not high and could be easily breached.
Only because the Northern Barbarians were not good at attacking cities could the palace guards have a chance to defend the city.
Huo Jindao was a renowned general. He remained calm in the face of this situation. When the enemy was about to climb the ladder, he poured boiling water and hot oil on them, then fired rockets, and one by one, screaming fireballs fell to the ground.
While keeping an eye on the battle, Xiao Zhixing quickly moved forward.
Because she was dressed in Northern Barbarian attire, and the enemy was focused on attacking the city, she was careful and went unnoticed.
They quickly reached the enemy's supply depot, killed the guards, and without hesitation, stored all the hidden supplies inside into their spatial storage. Meanwhile, they set fire to the outer perimeter.
"Enemy attack! Extinguish the fire! Save the supplies!!"
Hearing the calls from behind, she rushed towards the front line.
Hey, Xiao Long, that masked man, is incredibly conspicuous. He probably saw smoke rising from the grain supply area and came back with his men. The two of them faced each other.
Xiao Zhixing raised his wrist, and with a rustling sound, the crossbow fired, aiming straight for his face.
"Xiao Qingluan! Good timing! Men, seize her! The reward...!"
Before he could finish speaking, the arrows he had dodged suddenly exploded around him, sending blue powder flying in his face.
Xiao Long subconsciously held his breath and waved his sleeve.
The next moment, the killing intent pressed against his neck, and he was horrified as he rolled over and dodged on horseback.
The powder obscured his vision, and he only managed to dodge the deadly attack by instinct.
Xiao Zhixing raised an eyebrow. As expected of a Taurus warrior, his sense of danger was incredibly sharp, but…
“…Hmm, Xiao! Qing! Luan!” Xiao Long clutched the dagger wound across his abdomen, his eyes blazing with rage.
It seemed that this was the first time he had truly taken a serious look at this woman, whom he had previously ignored and only considered as future prey to be tormented.
"I, the princess, am here, you little brat. Remember this: my name is Xiao Zhixing. From now on, remember to kneel down and call me 'Grandma,' hahaha..."
Xiao Zhixing gracefully stepped off the enemy's blade and disappeared into the distance, leaving behind a string of laughs that aroused intense hatred.
As for why she didn't kill him now, she naturally had to wait for the right opportunity.
Make the best use of resources, or make the most of them.
"Princess!" Xiao Bei and the others outside had also fought a battle, and after meeting her, they immediately withdrew.
On the other side, Zhang Shanhai and his group also wisely retreated, heading in different directions, pursued by a large number of enemy troops. They ran very fast.
"Reporting to Your Highness, all our provisions have been burned..." Upon hearing the news, Xiao Long's eyes turned cold, like those of a demon.
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Imperial Palace.
"Your Majesty, the enemy has retreated. A fire has broken out in the direction of their camp; their supplies must have been burned."
Huo Jindao glanced at the emperor, who was having his dressing changed, and paused before saying, "I saw the Xiao-character military flag being withdrawn from the mountains and forests."
Zhao Yunqi asked calmly, "How long can the palace hold out? Is there any news of reinforcements?"
Huo Jindao said, "Qi Danhe, the governor of Beizhou, has already marched here with 30,000 troops at full speed, and another 20,000 are also on their way. They should be able to reach Yanshan in two and a half days."
"Do you have a strategy to deal with the enemy?"
Those who come purely to rescue will only lose their lives in vain.
Besides, there are only so many people.
They had just received news that the Northern Barbarians had an army of 150,000 men behind them, personally led by the Northern Barbarian Khan Xiao Kui, heading towards Yanshan.
Hawking frowned, his eyes filled with sorrow:
"Your Majesty, only by fighting to the death can we deplete the strength of the Northern Barbarians; otherwise, the Great Sheng will suffer immense devastation."
Therefore, those who came to the rescue were actually prepared to risk their lives for the fate of the Great Sheng Kingdom.
The forces that Dasheng could mobilize were all in the south, fighting against the Southern Barbarians. Even if they were to be recalled, it would be too late.
Even if they could be brought in, the exhausted army would surely be defeated, and it would only result in unnecessary casualties.
Li Xiao suddenly knelt down. "Your Majesty, please forgive my overstepping my bounds. In this perilous situation, I beg you to establish a Crown Prince! As long as... as long as time is given, and Prince Xiao of the South is still alive, this empire can still be reclaimed!"
The other ministers looked at each other and silently knelt down.
They pessimistically thought that even if the emperor died, there was still the crown prince, and the Great Sheng still had a large territory.
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